Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the morning was risen. " Here Ruth returned with the broth; and McClintock strode aft, convinced that he was going to have something far more interesting than books to read. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. ” There was never any shortage of bad men to eat, especially with pestilence and superstition to cover their tracks. On regaining his breath, he began to consider whither chance had led him; and, rubbing his eyes to clear his sight, he perceived a sombre pile, with a lofty tower and broad roof, immediately in front of him. ‘The wretch said nothing to anyone. You Americans laugh at our custom of honouring our ancestors, our many-times great grandfathers.
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